I love Zuko!
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The storm, all around them at a leveled bases suddenly became rough. The worst part was the wind. It blew and gusted ver strongly to the point that everything blew out of ways from its original position; which included trees.
With the storm everywhere the visiabilty of knowing where they were going had become gone in ways that it was luck to be happening to go in the right direction. The snow came all mixed in it as well.
"Everybody hang on tight," Aang, the avatar yelled to his posse as he tried with all his might to steer Appa in a direction where he could land so they could try and get out of the storm.
Sokka, the warrior of the group fifteen years old clunged to the saddle with all his might and once he saw his siter, fourteen year old sole Water Bender Katara slipping he grabbed her by the waist and held on as tight as he could afraid that she would fall off Appa and wind up lost in the storm and injuried.
The two, used to the cold weather since growing up weren't of the storm. Of course they experienced storms before but this was tough.
Toph, even though she was blind clung on with dear life becuase she wouldn't be able to see what flew at her. With all her hope she hoped that this would all be all over soon.
Flying all around them something got in the way and the last thing Katara knew she was falling.
Her ears were the first things to become aler and all she heard was the storm which was in the distance. She could not feel the storm but all she knew was that she was in a dry place on the cold ground.
Katara couldn't open her eyes, and as the matter goes she couldn't move. With the soreness of every part of her body she didn't even want to move. All she knew was she was warm because there was a fire burning not to far away from her.
Tightly wrapped in a cloth, a blanket maybe or a very thick coat she was very much glad that she was also still in hers.
Somebody else was in the cave with her. She could feel the vibration on ground and heard their light footsteps as they came over to the fire and sat down across from her. The person didn't say a word.
Her mind was fuzzy, and even though it wanted to go back to sleep she wouldn't let herself. Part of her wanted to wipe the crust away from her eyes and sit up to see who was there with her, but part of her wanted to stay laying in the warmth and go back to sleep.
The smell drift of sulfur caught her attention, and the crackle now brought her senses to a full sense. The thought of who might be there now stood firmly in her mind and dreaded her as well.
In a way she wondered because she was not tied up so she must've not been captured. So that must've meant that she was saved. Now that that thought was in mind she not to clearly remember ed hanging on Appa for dear life.
The person got up again and walked away.
Katara decided that she should really understand her surroundings. Breaking out of the warmth she sat up and removed all the crush from her eyes and opened them blinking a few times to make her vision focused. The Waterbender looked around her surrounding; first at the fire which was going to go out pretty soon.
The smell was coming from the blanket, so she slowly shifted her gaze to the mouth of the cave inwhich he was standing with his back to her. All she knew was that she was not in safe hands. From the back he may not have looked ready to fight but you could never judge someones skills by the way they looked, but only by the look in their eyes and the stance they took whether they were ready or not. That was only then that you knew you had an opponent.
But everything came crashing down. He was from the fire nation, and he was a Prince, Prince Zuko. He was always after them, after the Avatar to reclaim himself to his father; the Fire Nation.
Wasn't he a banished prince, Katara wondered. Whether or not he was banished or not he was after them to get to Aang and most likely he was going to try to get through all of them one at a time.
One thing was for certain: his hair was getting way to long for him.
Either way she was not going to let him get Aang, even if he wasn't there. That put a damper on her, but she was not going to let it get in the way of defending herself.
Very weakly getting up she arose in a fighting stance with her fist up outward exposing her wrapped wrists and clenched fists.
In a very calm voice, to calm for him he said, "Don't bother, I'm not gonna hurt you." Then he turned around to show her the exporsure wounds of his face wounds and the ones in which his clothes were riped.
"Your hurt," the exclanation was of obvious exposure to her eyes, but it was one of those things that you just say outloud.
"Its nothing," he said and walked back over to the fire opposite of her and sat down. The banished fire prince was obviously not going to start anything, nor did he have the energy to.
With the last crackle of the fire it went out and a big whisp of smoke rose above. It became suddenly dark so she looked in the direction she knew he was in and he relit it with his firebending.
There was not going to be any fighting so she sat down and glazed into the fire for a few moments. Then her eyes locked onto Zuko with the question, "So what happened?"
"Nothin," a simple answer he continued to stare into the fire, "Nothing you need to worry about."
Why wasn't he telling her anything. The girl wondered if something happened to her? to her friends? her only family at the moment.
"I want to know how I got here," her toned raised alittle as she was getting uptight. she wanted answers and she wanted them fast.
"What is there to tell," he said still so evenly calm he bent his legs out infront of him, arms crossed on his knees and he rested his head on his arms stareing still into the fire. His face was completely blank.
Then the thought of the matter popped up. He must've did something to them. he must've had had done something becuase he was so calm and not uptight or irritated. She must've been bait or something. The bottom half of her legs on the ground she sat on them and with an angry yell yelled, "WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS!?"
Tearing his eyes away from the fire he looked at her with full eye contact and replied, "I don't know."
"You liar," rising again temper flaring she got into fighting stance again this time ready to fight. "You did something to them, didn't you, DIDN'T YOU!?" Her attitude along with the readiness she wasn't gonna take this from him.
Sadly all he replied was, "No, calm down. There is nobody else here." His eyes flew back to the fire which was gonna go out soon again unless they found more wood.
Looking around in her defense he was right. There was only: the two of them, the fire and the things she was bundled up in.
Dropping her defense but still standing with the dizzy whop-sidedness of the sleep that threatened again, the thought a little surface but not getting through cause her sense of defense was still going strong she questioned him, "What do you want from me?"
"Nothin." The fire reflecting in his eyes he looked kind of sad and Katara could see that. He wasn't much for conversation or the proud honor of his nation at the moment. He wasn't the "Capture the Avatar!" or "I will regain my honor!" Right now he was just human; a boy sitting. Sitting alone.
"How'd I get here," she questioned.
"Fell." This conversation wasn't going anywhere. This fellow wasn't much if you wanted to get answers, and detailed answers at that.
Katara was really interested and was going to try and get the imformation out of him one way or another but her weariness and tiredness was kicking in, and stronger this time like the time Azula was chasing them and they were on the moved all night.
Managing a few more words she blundered out how and why. Every word she said was taking a toll on her.
"No more questions," he snapped. It was the first raise in defense in him that she had heard ever since she woke up away from her family. Family, hmmm, she wondered. She wondered how they were managing and whether or not they were safe.
With the snap it became quiet and she sat down immitating his style.
"You should get some rest," his calm interior returned and his voice even.
Tired and weary the girl could not argue or guess check him twice so she layed down and covered herself in the warm of his possession. Then sitting up quickly she raised a piece of it up in her hand, "Wait, here," she offered it back to him. Afterall it was his.
"You use it, I don't need it," he said and layed down on his side his back to her.
"But you need to be-" the sentence died before it was even finished coming from her mouth. He was from a nation where it was ward all the time. He was probably used to it so much he never got cold hence the fact that even though his clothes were ripped he was not shivering.
Not finished with her thinking of him and whether or not he would get cold it shifted off into a quick prayer for her friends and her mind went into sleep mode. The warmth of her comfort, his items she was warm.
The boy across from her not asleep yet had the same things on his mind. His uncle, the only family he had that cared was out there somewhere. He just like her was seperated.
Thats the first chapter. Tell me what you think. Should I continue. Only you have to let me know.